1.16.2013

It’s when these spreadsheetsmake my eyes crossthat my thoughts start journeyingand I wonderwhat am I doing anywayand what other thing would I doif I weren’t doing thisand then the screenseems to bloom and undulateuntil the sides peel offand wrap around my headlike a turban made of columnssqueezing ever tightercutting off circulation to my wordsand then, presto! Back to status quo ante.

Exactly 75 words for Mama Zen's Words Count over at Real Toads, on the subject of the stuff that makes writing poetry difficult.

these are my words

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